Being somewhat prone to junk mail, I regularly get offered as am sure do you, magazine subscriptions to The Economist, The Spectator and other high brow eggheady fare, as well as the usual applications for American Express etc.
Today's came with a card to inform people of my preferred customer membership status (altogether now, ooooh!). (The reason you didn't get one is simply that you are not important enough). The sender clearly wanted the card to remain intact during the frantic envelope opening sequence.
To preserve contents, the front of the envelope was labelled:
TIME. Do Not Bend.
I'll bear it in mind, grasshopper.
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